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Please Come Back O! Beloved - Part 2

Appallingly crippling blackness; even in the most Omnipotently blazing of Sunlight; as the most triumphant of Sun unflinchingly blazed upon the trajectory of
this fathomlessly enchanting Universe,

Ghoulishly invidious blackness; even in the most everlastingly mesmerizing meadows of brilliantly unfettered freshness and newness,

Criminally stabbing blackness; even in the most triumphantly blistering pathways of freedom and royally magical liberation of the soul,

Hopelessly asphyxiating blackness; even in the most ecstatically vibrant rainbows; dancing in the aisles of unsurpassably unceasing exhilaration,

Deplorably cadaverous blackness; even in the most mellifluously rhapsodic moments of boundlessly spell binding life; even as every iota of bitterness was beautifully metamorphosed into exuberant paradise,

Satanically strangulating blackness; even in the most pricelessly victorious of artistry; even as dewdrops of Omnipotent virility cascaded uninhibitedly from every speck
of the limitless sky,

Ominously deteriorating blackness; even in the most innocuously endowing playgrounds of blessed childhood; even as there blossomed nothing else but enthralling innovation in every ingredient of the ebullient atmosphere,

Sinfully sodomizing blackness; even as infinite couples around coalesced into the eternally unbreakable wedlock; even as the winds of symbiotically infallible compassion reigned supreme till times immemorial,

Remorsefully condemning blackness; even as every iota of the most hideously cannibalistic crime on this earth transformed into a paradise of unassailable
friendship and global brotherhood,

Incorrigibly cancerous blackness; even in the heart of the most vivaciously unfettered sea; even as waves timelessly clashed against the rocks to diffuse into an unparalleled gorge of frosty tanginess,

Truculently victimizing blackness; even at the steps of the most sacredly Omniscient temple; church; mosque; monastery; even as countless impregnably replenished themselves with everlasting blessings of the Almighty Lord,

Hopelessly staggering blackness; even as the scepter of Omnipresent truth reigned as the only power on this boundless Universe; forever ending the dismally
salacious mortuary of tawdry lies,

Unsurpassably annihilating blackness; even as godly angels magically descended from the miraculously ameliorating heavens; perennially applying the balm of happiness on even the most infinitesimal trace of lambasted misery around,

Forlornly incarcerating blackness; even in the most wonderfully celestial downpour of beautifully effulgent rain; even as an unconquerable blanket of perpetual green spawned from threadbarely lackadaisical soil,

Carnivorously crippling blackness; even as the entire wealth of the unceasing planet lay uninhibitedly in the garden outside; even as there was nothing else but benign goodness in each platelet of the atmosphere,

Acrimoniously knifing blackness; even in the most inscrutably tantalizing forests of sensuousness; even as the elements of poignant romance were the only constituents that were found in crimson blood,

Inconsolably pugnacious blackness; even as the most unstoppably marauding of demons were wholesomely trounced to inconspicuous ash; even as the most
diminutive shadow of the badness transited into the epitomes of insuperable optimism,

Flagrantly whiplashing blackness; even as the Creator blessed every source of life that he'd evolved on this unending planet; with eclectically never-ending life,

Venomously sadistic blackness; even as unlimited skies of divine blissfully wafted from the nostrils; even as the definition of every death had wholesomely disappeared from the dictionary of symbiotic creation,

Yes; there was just blackness and nothing else but deplorably asphyxiating blackness without you O! Beloved; even in the most brilliantly enlightening lights and life; even in the most pricelessly indomitable breaths of existence; even in the most inimitably blessed ingredient of my blood as it gushed all around,

And if you really wanted my blackness to forever end; if you really wanted my blackness to forever embrace the wisps of non-existence; if you really wanted my
blackness to fructify into new light; then please come back to me from wherever you are right now; please come back to me and hold my hands which were; are and
shall forever remain your ultimate slave; on this terrestrial ground.
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 10, 2019

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Nikhil Parekh

Nikhil Parekh , ( born August 27 ; 1977 ) from Ahmedabad , India - is a Love Poet and 10 time National Record holder for his Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India , which is India's Best Book of Records , also Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of World Records . He is an author of - ' LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY ' , which has a Print Length of 5254 pages on the Amazon Kindle . The Poet's style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never ever been written before or experimented on the mortal planet by any mortal . Though his Poetry / literature is normal and natural . 10 Different National Records held by Parekh with the Limca Book of Records India are for - (1) Being the First Indian Poet to be published / featured in McGill English Dictionary of Rhyme which is the World's Number 1 English Rhyming Dictionary - for his poem: Come Lets Embrace our New Religion (2) Being the First Indian Poet to have won Poet of the Year Award at the Canadian Federation of Poets which is Canada's National Poetry Body endorsed by Governor General of Canada (3) Being the First Indian Poet to be published in a Commonwealth Newsletter for his poem on AIDS which is 'Aids doesn't kill. Your Attitude kills (4) Being the First Indian Poet to win an EPPIE award for best poetry e-book (5) Writing the most number of letters to and receiving the most number of replies from World Leaders and World Organizations (6) Being the First Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to the International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace - GoodwillTreaty.org (7) Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made into Films at Youtube.com - The World's largest video sharing website (8) Being the 1st Indian Poet to be featured for his Poetry Book - 'Love versus Terrorism- Poems on Anti Terror, Peace' , at Wattpad.com - The World's most popular ebook community and largest website for reading books on mobile phones (9) Being the first Indian Poet whose video reciting a Poem on Nelson Mandela , has been placed at the official website of the Government of South Africa (10) Having authored LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY - which is of Print Length 5254 pages and currently has approximately 1.15 million words , financially selling in the Amazon.com Kindle Store United States at - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B003Y8XLKQ . The Indian Poet has written thousands of varied poems on - God , Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism , Friendship , Life , Death , Environment, Wildlife , Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood , Humanity , Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty , Lovers , Brotherhood . His Books and Poems have had millions of viewers and downloads on the Internet . Parekh is an author of 47 varied Books which include - 1 God ( volume 1 to volume 4 ) , The Womb ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , Love Versus Terrorism ( Part 1 to Part 2 ) , You die; I die - Love Poems ( Part 1 to Part 16 ) , Life = Death ( volume 1 to volume 10 ), The Power of Black ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother , Hide and Seek ( part 1 to part 8 ) , Longest Poem written by Nikhil Parekh - Only as Life . These Books comprise of nearly a 7000 pages of his Poetry in their entirety . The Poet's Poetry has had the patronization of several versatile World Leaders including the Queen of England . Visit http://nikhilparekh.net ; the webpage . more…

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